I was hanging out with Mr. McCrate for a bit last night, reminising about the good old days with the apartment in covington and the parties, and the friends, and all the makeout with all the people who's names I can't recall. Man...I miss that place so much. No matter how gross it was and how hard that floor was to sleep on.
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